Real Life Bleeding Horror

I could not repay you even with this one simple breath. Catch me by my spine and don't you ever let it go. For you are the building block of my life. Forget me not, forget me not. I used to pay so you'd always be there. And I used to pray to have you by my side. Those were the days I can remember happiness.

Those were the days, those were the days. And when they day came that the earth finally shook I could feel it vibrate through every single bone.

Sometimes the horro is so great that you can actually feel the cold fingers tighten around your throat, around your heart around your life. These moments are few and far between but when they arrive we are made to suffer.

And when these moments come hold on to what ou have and never let it go because there's a thin line between sadness and selfishness.

It's a thin line that tears me in two. I use my clenched filthy fists to block out the sun. So that my shadow wil not be reduced to nothign more than ashes.

We are nothing more than shadows. Raise my fist and pull you down. Crushing all life from this immortal. Bleeding horror.

And you, just to hear your voice again I'd give up my life. The tiger lillies fade to black and white. It'll be many days and countless sleepless nights but I'll see you again. But for now...go fly with the angels. Forget me not. FORGET ME NOT.